It is 50 years after the tales of Percy Jackson and Jason Grace, and Camp Half-Blood is still alive. But with a whole new generation of demigods and a new prophecy, how will things turn out for the camp?

Savanna raised an eyebrow at Jonny-Boy. "This boy sounds suspiciously like a Hermes kid...." Savanna commented, yawning slightly, wondering how she went from killing a hell hound to being carried by a son of Aphrodite. Today was just getting weirder and weirder.

When Jonny-Boy dropped her on the bed, she landed on her leg, causing her the yelp in pain. "Thanks a lot you asshole." Savanna commented, looking at her bloodied bandaged leg. Looking up at Jonny-Boy tiredly, Savanna sighed. "Sorry I called you that, just don't do that to my leg." Savanna rubbed her eyes.

"I probably would go to Goode as well. But, after James died--" Savanna caught herself, realizing she never told anyone but Tony about James and that was only because James was Tony's protector before Savanna's. Clearing her throat, Savanna continued. "Then again, I don't plan on going to school again."

Savanna laughed and raised herself up so she was elevated on her arm. "Shows how much you actually got to know him." She teased, smirking down at him. Savanna noticed how Jonny-Boy looked almost as tired as Savanna felt. Savanna wondered if he was just going to pass out. She wouldn't be surprised considering they fought a hell hound.

Shrugging, Savanna grinned. "I'll just add that to the 'Things Jonny-Boy did wrong against Savanna' list."

Groaning, Savanna rolled over on her side. "But, getting a GED requires so much effort. That requires studying and going to classes. Its awful. But, I mean, going to the mortal world with you would be an interesting experience." Laughing, Savanna ran a hand through her hair. "I want to go to Italy badly for some reason. Maybe because when I was little I always imagined going there to escape from the world I lived in." Savanna yawned, but was still smiling. "I want to travel the world."